Chapter 11 Chapter 10 A Study on the Murder Weapons of Daicheng Teenagers

When I was a teenager, I once made a record about what weapons the hooligans in Daicheng used to fight.I'm doing this purely out of curiosity, not trying to be a hooligan. According to my observations, red bricks and wooden sticks are the most common. As long as there are bricks in hand, others will shy away. Of course, there is another possibility-the other party also picks up a brick, so it can only be compared whose head is harder. up.Although wooden sticks are common, they are not as easy to use as bricks, because not every wooden stick is just suitable for beating people. Some wooden sticks are too short, some are too long, or too thin or thick. It is full of thorns, if you pinch it in your hand, you will be stabbed first.

Baseball bats are actually pretty good, but that kind of stick is very rare and has foreign characters printed on it, so it doesn't look like a murder weapon.One year, Da Fei got a baseball bat from Shanghai, which was very impressive. He took the stick and wanted to go out to show off. When he just went out, he met some old hooligans.The old hooligan also thought that baseball bats were rare, so he grabbed Da Fei's neck, snatched the stick away, and knocked on Da Fei's head to test the hardness of the stick.It was so hard that Da Fei fainted immediately.This shows that a baseball bat is a very unreliable weapon, just like the ancient Excalibur, although it is very powerful, it can also lead to fatal disasters.A murder weapon is a murder weapon, it's best not to be too conspicuous.

There are many technical school students who like to use bicycle chains and iron chains. These weapons are average in damage, but very intimidating. They are actually used to scare the nerds in key middle schools, or occasionally come in handy when fighting in groups .The car chain can be bent, on the one hand, it can be used to whip people, and on the other hand, it can be passed from behind to strangle the victim's neck.Of course, the best weapon for strangling the neck is steel wire, which is so hard that even a very thin piece can be twisted in a vise. In later generations, many people who snatch taxis like to use steel wire, but in the era of gang fights, steel wire can only Used to pick teeth.

A little more advanced than bricks and wooden sticks are iron bars, including seamless steel pipes, galvanized pipes, iron pipes, angle irons, and handles bent from steel windows.In fact, the length of the iron rod is very particular. It is best to be as long as your own arm. It is very stretchy to use and easy to stuff in the sleeve.Iron pipes that are too long are not very useful, especially those that need to be picked up with both hands. This is not a gangster fight, but a Shaolin monk, so don't have too high expectations for a gangster fight.If the stick is too long, it looks like a flagpole in your hand. Others will run away, and then quickly call back a group of people to beat you. This kind of stupid hooligan will be eliminated first in biology.

The effect of beating people with iron rods is better than that of bricks, because bricks can only hit people on the head, or they may kill people.The iron rod can hit any part of the victim's body at will, avoiding the tragedy of beating people into a vegetative state all at once.Da Fei once told me that it is best to hit the collarbone. A guy will immediately lose the ability to resist when he goes down. When I was in elementary school, there was a steel pipe factory near our school, and discarded pipes were often thrown outside. Students picked up the steel pipes and beat them back and forth, accidentally hitting them with concussions.Later, the principal of our elementary school, an old lady, warned us at the school assembly that hollow pipes are more dangerous than solid iron bars, and that hollow pipes have a concussion effect.She was kind, but we mistook it as a reminder. Since the hollow pipe is dangerous, we should beat it with a solid wooden stick. For a while, the ground was full of students who had been opened, which was very tragic.

People of later generations used wooden hammers to slam down the back of the head when they robbed.With a snap, the victim immediately fell to the ground like a stake.If there is a bang, it means that the craftsmanship is too poor, and the brains of the person have been beaten out. If the beating is harder, the victim's eyeballs will fly out, like two yo-yos, hanging under the eye sockets.If you are not particularly fond of brains and yo-yos, I suggest that it is better to snap.When I was a gangster, I was very taboo about brains. Kitchen knives are more intimidating than sticks. As I said, the cooks in the culinary school love to use kitchen knives, but kitchen knives rarely appear in the hands of hooligans.When fighting in groups, it is better to hold an ax than a kitchen knife. Others think you are an ax gang in the old society, which is very convincing.Please note that the back of the knife is usually used to slash people, not the blade. This guy cuts down enough to scare the other person out of their wits without hurting too much.When neighbors fight, if they cut someone with the blade of a kitchen knife, it is usually because the neighbor has slept with his wife, so he is so cruel.

Sharp knives are typical murder weapons and are divided into different grades according to their length.The last one is a fruit knife, which is only as long as a finger and has a poor steel edge, but a strong hand can still kill people.The slightly longer one is a kind of lancet, the blade is ten centimeters long, and the blade is very sharp. We call it a "dagger".The gangsters from Matai Middle School often come to Daicheng with this kind of knife.This kind of knife is not expensive and can be bought at street stalls. I always thought it was something from other places, but I later found out that it was made by a few workers from the Daicheng Hardware Factory. They almost turned the hardware factory into an arsenal. It made a lot of money and hurt a lot of people.

Daggers can kill people, but real experts don't use this kind of knife to stab people in the stomach, but in the buttocks and thighs, where there is a lot of flesh, and they can't kill people.It is very taboo to kill people when fighting. Those guys who want to kill people are actually idiots. This kind of temperament is very crazy. We don’t play with them. , Second, I am afraid that that kind of idiot will suddenly turn around and kill us. This kind of person can do anything.Hooligans are not supposed to be killers. When we were in the technical school, we liked to use a very wide saw blade, cut it into half a foot, one side was polished on the grinding wheel, and the other side was a natural saw, and the end was tied with a cloth strip to make It becomes a knife handle, which can be carried out to scare people.This thing is very powerful, because this kind of saw blade is used to saw metal, not wood, and its hardness is extremely high, it can penetrate into the flesh when scratched on any clothes, and the saw blade cut on the body is a scar that is difficult to heal.The only disadvantage is that the hardness is high, the toughness is not enough, and it is easy to break.

The most terrifying sharp knife is the triangular scraper. This kind of knife is used to grind steel plates. It has the highest hardness. Killing people is like cutting tofu. Even a five-year-old child can stab someone to death with it.It is said that in the iron-blooded age of Europe, weapons like crossbows were banned, because the armor manufacturing technology at that time was relatively poor, knights wore chain mail, crossbow arrows could penetrate easily, and a child could kill a child with a crossbow. Battle-hardened knight.For the same reason, the triangular scraper is also a forbidden hand in our place. It is a hundred times sharper than a crossbow, and no hooligan will wear armor to fight.The triangular scraper is every hooligan's nightmare, and anyone who uses this weapon is a scumbag.Even so, some students of the Light Industry Technical School would still use it to hang out. They were not hooligans, but some students who did not know what to do.

The belt can also fight, but it must be a very thick copper-headed belt. I have been whipped by Huang Ying with this thing, and I know it is powerful.Some hooligans fought on the street, and they couldn't find weapons, so they drew out their belts and fought.But later, the belts of Wenzhou people were all over the streets. They looked beautiful and were so soft that they might break when tied on the waist of their trousers.Hooligans also love beauty, they all use this kind of belt, and they also wear the belt card of the playboy Pierre Cardin, so they can't beat people.The belt gradually withdrew from the stage of history.There is also a stool similar to this fate. It is said that hooligans eat in a restaurant and beat people with a stool if they disagree with each other. Almost like a fly swatter.

I have also seen some professional weapons, such as hand buttons. This thing is small and has four rings. It looks harmless, but if it is put on the finger and punched in the face, the victim will spit out a fist Teeth, as if eating a pomegranate.There are also darts and money darts, the cross darts used by Japanese ninjas. To be honest, this kind of throwing hidden weapon is very difficult to use. Throwing it will only hurt the spectators, so it is of little value.Only the kind of schizophrenic who fantasizes about becoming a hero will spend time practicing darts, hooligans will not have this kind of time. In summer, the watermelon knife is a very common weapon.When this kind of knife is taken out to kill people, it is usually rolled up with a piece of "Liberation Daily" to avoid revealing the identity. When it comes to the victim, they don't speak, and even cut the newspaper and the knife on the face of others, and then run away.Those who were chopped up were sent to the hospital, and the four characters of "Daily Liberation Daily" were still printed on their faces in reverse. I have seen quite a few watermelon knives, but one is made by Daicheng Knives Factory, and the quality is very poor.If you want better ones, you have to buy those made in Shanghai.It depends on whether your watermelon knife is for one-time use or multiple use. If you throw the knife and run away after killing someone, or throw the knife into the river for destruction, then I suggest using the goods from Daicheng Knife Factory, which is more economical.If you want to kill people many times, or you are simply a watermelon seller, then I suggest using Shanghai-made ones.I went to Shanghai to see Yang Yi in 1995, and there was a Shanghai-made watermelon knife stuffed under his pillow. Later, his father also went to see him and found the knife, which was stained with dark red blood.His father was frightened and asked him: "You use this knife to kill people?" Yang Yi hurriedly said: "It was used to kill chickens two days ago." Later, I also saw a kind of watermelon knife without origin, but this kind of knife was longer and wider, with MADE IN CHINA engraved on it.They told me that these were knives exported to Africa, and millions of them were sold at one time, earning a lot of dollars for the country.I swing this knife very smoothly, but it is a little heavy. Considering that the African brothers are stronger than me, this weight should be most suitable for them.The long knife swept through the air, whistling, I seemed to hear the screams from Africa. Knives and sticks are always the mainstream of the era of fighting.As mentioned earlier, the flying hero in the bun shop uses a Chinese sword. In fact, swords and spears are very difficult weapons to use. Lian Jiazi knows that it requires internal strength.The rogue retreated in spite of the difficulties, and was not interested in this kind of weapon with very deep connotations. If you expand the scope of Daicheng beyond the suburbs, you will find that the vastness of the countryside has much to offer.Farmers fight with hoes, iron rakes, sickles, and butcher knives, all of which are heavy weapons in our eyes, and we can't imagine the consequences of being hit by those things.Moreover, sometimes it will suddenly evolve from the era of cold weapons to hot weapons, such as detonators and explosives.In the countryside, there are people who open mountains and blast rocks, and it is easy to get these dangerous goods.Although the standard of living is not as good as that of the city people, the peasants are much more advanced in fighting equipment than us. I have seen a weapon in a chemical factory, and I don’t know if it’s a hot weapon. It’s called sodium metal and it’s wrapped in a paper bag. We haven’t used this kind of thing to blow up people, only fish in fish ponds. , When it goes down with a bang, many big fish will float up on their bellies. That's the end of the weapons I've seen all through my teenage years.
Lao Ding said to me: You have to learn well, don't fight and kill all the time, what are you doing with a knife?I said that I made this knife with my own hands, and I have feelings. Your old man has never seen such a thing, so don't make a fuss.He just said, have you ever seen a gun, a real rifle.I shake my head.At that time, he was standing on the balcony on the second floor of the chemical engineering school, pointing to the moat outside the wall, and said that there was no wall here before, and Daicheng was across the river, and I was on the other side, shooting here with a rifle.I don't believe him, how can someone who can't even hold a broom hold a rifle? He said that he was also 18 years old that year, and was working as an apprentice in a rubber factory. He was in good health and could cross the river.At that time, the river was very clear and abundant in aquatic products. Many people were swimming in the river, and there were boats fetching water on the river surface. The hull of the boat swayed from side to side, shaking the river water into the boat. This kind of water was used to make tea in teahouses. .Well water cannot make tea.He will never forget those years, quiet, bright and full of strength. Then one day, a fight broke out suddenly.The stadium was full of voices, the flags were rolling, it was so hot that it was impossible to extricate itself, the debaters were eloquent, the big-character posters were like mountains and seas, and the man with half of his head shaved stood on the commanding platform far away, and the emperor's general was burned to ashes. The world is full of books, and the books are dragged to the street, piled there, and burned.Books cannot be piled up on the road, it feels like a flood, there are so many that they should be culled immediately like pests.Military uniforms are also flooding, with green bodies and bloody hearts.What was the murder weapon?people. Many people jumped from upstairs. At that time, there were almost no tall buildings in Daicheng. Why is it so easy to fall to death?Fortunately, there are those ancient pagodas, climbing up and down, upside-down self-rescue, and upside-down seven-level pagodas.Those who were thrown alive did not count.People in later generations are embarrassed to use the idiom "the liver and the brain paint the ground". Suddenly it was dark, and the night was bright.Several trucks drove to the rubber factory, and some people packed their bags and left without making a sound. It was said that they were retreating.I am still in the factory.The retreating people went outside the city and guarded several bridges. They first used spears as weapons and rushed up the bridge in a square formation like the Roman legions.The metalworking workshops of various factories are rushing to make that kind of spear, but it was too late to make it, so they used steel pipes and sharpened one end, just like the ancient bitter bamboo spear.The two groups rushed to the bridge and started throwing bottles of acid from a long distance away. The air was full of sour smell. The people in front were a little scared, while the people behind shouted slogans to push the people in front up.Go forward, and suddenly saw my workshop director in the opponent's phalanx. Before I could say hello, the workshop director was pierced into a unicorn by a spear.Both sides screamed strangely in unison, as if the woman had been peeped while taking a bath, and hurriedly retreated, leaving a dead man lying on his side in the middle of the bridge.It began to rain in the bright sky, and there was a bang, not thunder, but a gunshot.Fuck, someone shoots!All dropped their spears and fled for their lives.After that, phalanx warfare was banned.Too many people died in vain, and it was changed to positional warfare.They occupy both ends of the bridge, and the middle is the death zone.The area along the river was built with sandbags. The gunmen hid in the house, ate eight buns a day, and urinated and shitted on the battlefield.Shoot at the opposite bank from a high position, not letting go of anyone who can walk, and also shooting children with sesame seeds in their mouths. It’s a bit sinful, so let’s shoot at sesame seeds.On the opposite side of the river is a two-story house, which later became the teaching building of the chemical engineering school.People on the other side also hid in the house, firing guns, without a clear target.The world seen through the front sight is so narrow, like the viewfinder of a camera, every time the trigger is pulled is like pressing the shutter, a photo is forever kept in the mind.The bullet casings popped out, and the bullets flew out like a naked woman.After fighting like this for seven days and seven nights, he fired a shot whenever he thought of it, just like sitting in the office drinking tea now, he just takes a sip when he thinks of it.Later, the boss came and said that he would organize a sneak attack on the opponent's position with good water skills, swim over, and insert a sharp knife into the enemy's heart.It is planned to cross the river one kilometer away from the bridge, and assault the bridgehead after arriving.In the darkness of dawn, an unknown number of people got into the water, held a gun and swam to the opposite bank with a plank in their arms.The river in summer is still icy cold, my mind is blank, all directions are lost, only the front.When we reached the middle of the river, the searchlights from the opposite bank shot towards us, like a bright moon in the sky and on earth. I don't know what year it was. Some people took the wind to go back, and the bullets rushed over like locusts.I have never seen migratory locusts in my life, so I just describe it as written.The people around him had their skulls blown off with a single shot.I didn't want any guns, and fled back holding the plank.The bullets caused a slight splash, like shrimp jumping into the water.I don't know how long I swam forward.I only heard that someone was captured by the other party. The scratching hook hooked the person up to the skin, covered his head with a sack, tied him behind his back, knelt down, and put his face on the ground like a believer. Someone in front stepped on his neck, and the person behind Use a steel drill to poke in the anus.The scream I heard seemed to be an animal, so the feeling of killing was not so strong.These are all heard, not really seen, just swim forward, race against bullets.If you die that year, you will be reincarnated on the spot, and you will go to Tiananmen to make meat sauce when you are 23 years old.Calculating further, he died in the Huaihai War in his previous life.If you die at that time, the three lives and three lives are evil deaths.So you can't die, just run for your life, even the front doesn't exist anymore, you can only run away.It was dawn at this time, and the whole world was dark gray. I said, old man, you, like me, did not do serious things when you were young.I hope I don't have a heart attack when I'm old, otherwise, telling stories will be considered bragging.I am different from you, I will wake up in time, but you get epiphany when someone else lifts off your head. You are certainly precocious, but for the one without a head, it is a bit sad.